All your work would be for not. Now as sweat started to form on your brow you see it. There was ripple forming in the water dish, then it happened aga...n. You stick you finger in between the cage's bars in the direction of the water bowl. You notice the cider chips in that area scatter a bit by themeselves in a direction away from your protruding finger, then a shuffling of the chips made it way to your finger as you felt a slight spurts of air pass over it. Your guiena pig must have been. She threw her arms around his neck as if he were a long-lost lover returning from a war or something. She kissed him. She actually kissed him. A complete stranger. But she kissed him lovingly. And made whimpering sounds. She was loving it. He groped her breasts unromantically, but she moaned with ecstasy. He grabbed her crotch unceremoniously and she gasped and grunted with pleasure. Was it really pleasure? I shouldn’t like that, but she seemed to. She reached into his pants begging for his. Shooting his load over the suited businessman. "Uhmm... Oh YEAH!... Hmmm... Take that to your wife!... You cheap ass-fucker... Next time bring some real cash!". Kevin heard the thug beat the businessman in his stomach, and the man toppling over down the stairs. He nearly collided with Kev as he pushed the grimy door to the gents open.Once inside, Kevin was a little surprised by the large crowd of men. The smell of piss, sweat, weed, and semen was the second thing that hit him. It made Kev retch. Zhari’s leg ached constantly, and her armpit was sore from leaning on the XMR stock. She wanted desperately to use another painkiller, but they only had a limited quantity, it would be foolish to expend them so quickly. Besides, she did not want to show weakness in front of the human pilot, McGregor. She eyed him bitterly as he strained to support her weight. Had he done his job properly? Could he have avoided the enemy AA shells? Had he been inattentive? Was he flying too low? Breaking some.